But that wasn't enough. He released his grip while his foot, clad in a leather shoe, viciously kicked my stomach.
I immediately vomited, my entire body flew backward off the sofa and landed heavily on the ground.
With a dull thud, the pain felt like my organs had shifted.
The severe pain in my lower abdomen made me break out in cold sweat.
I remained in the position I fell, afraid to move.
Cold sweat and tears fell to the ground together. Jay watched me with a cold, emotionless expression.
At that moment, I wasn't his wife, but his enemy.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You brought this on yourself. I told you all you had to do was apologize.
"You're still so ungrateful!"
I was in too much pain to speak, my hair drenched in sweat, clinging to my face.
I could only weakly gasp. "Ambulance... help me... my baby..."
He looked suspicious and said, "Are you still acting? Stop pretending. I know my own strength!"
After speaking, he turned tenderly to look at Sherry's swollen cheek.
I was about to lose consciousness from the pain, but I saw blood flowing from beneath me onto the floor.
"Jay..."
